(OOC - Oops! Got distracted...for some reason I thought I was waiting on something in this thread. Doh!)
Talashia looks ill at ease, and calls Shazi over.
"Shazi, go with them and help them. Do as they say. If you run into any trouble, use our link to communicate that with me. And, of course, vice versa."
The mephit emits a long-suffering, melodramatic sigh. "You people live very active lives, you know that? Second day of this and I'm already exhausted. 'Shazi fly here. Shazi watch this guy. Shazi, stay out of sight. Shazi go help these imb...er...fine and upstanding people.' " He eyes the weapons of the party warily and grins a placating grin.
"You can be sure that one way or another, sometimes indirectly, these instructions are for your benefit too," Talashia replies. "You'll see."
She nods at Uulark and Rogash, "Good fortune."
When the others start moving towards their respective destinations, Talashia joins those going to the white-plumed man's fight club, meaning to get another look at him.